Well, POO. That's the second visit from Mr. Repairman and we have yet to return to the state of Internetz perfection I never appreciated fully until...
Would you have time to make a big, yummy salad in the evening and put it in a tupperware in your fridge downstairs for the next day? It would only be...
Speaking of stupid, a random woman at Whole Foods walked backwards into my cart, and then glared at me for being there. I had been in the exact same...
I'll tell Lady Friend the next time she's picking up tractor parts to walk her fingers up the man-splaining salesman's chest and ask if he has it in...